Life and its troubles are changing
with each passing day
the world’s Pain is severe and unending
and can lead the strongest-willed astray
But a bigger part of the soul,
and the voice in the back of the mind,
reassures that this negative toll
can strengthen the weakest of earth’s kind
All of this Sadness and frailty
involved with Affection that is worn-out and spent,
is more than enough to last an eternity
but occasionally brings forth a budding rose and its strong scent
However, what happens when the Love is forgotten
… and ends… and the Pain wins?
Is it the beginning of Evil? Is it its origins?